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#and i’m getting emo about it yes ok

marvelfanfn2187a113 · 8 months

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Girls’ Night

Dean Winchester x little sister!reader, Sam Winchester x little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous

Synopsis: Y/N wants to try out some girly hobbies with the boys

A/N: this one turned out so short 😅. But I still think it’s pretty cute.

“I want some nail polish.”

Dean put down the pie he was holding and turned to look at the ten year old leaning on the cart.

“Nail polish? What for, baby?”

“To paint nails,” you said in a ‘duh’ tone.

“Ok…” Dean was surprised by the sudden request, but still. wandered over to the beauty section. “Pick a color.”

“What color do you want?”

Dean scoffed, “Who cares? It’s not for me?”

The silence that followed was awkward, to say the least. “Honey? That’s not for me, is it?”

You huffed, “I wanna practice on someone else!”

“No no no, you’re not gonna-“ Dean stopped. “Alright, when did Sam teach you the puppy dog eyes?” He groaned. “Ok, but you’re using this.” Dean held up a bottle of clear nail polish.

“I gotta do some in color, Dean!” You protested.

“Ok, one can be black, but that’s it, ok? I’m not walking around like some emo goth Ken doll.”

You grinned, “Deal.”

…

“Hey, not bad,” Dean held up his hand for you to see his nails, and you grinned.

“Sammy, come see!”

“No no, wait-“ Dean tried to stop you, but it was too late.

“Ok, ok, it’s not that funny,” Dean groaned as Sam doubled over laughing.

“Oh yes it is. Smile!”

Dean was too late to hide his painted nails from the camera.

…

“What are you doing?” Sam tried to turn his head when he felt you tugging at his hair, but your cry of protest made him freeze.

“I’m trying to learn how to braid, now stay still,” you instructed.

“You’re…braiding my hair?” Sam wriggled in his seat, but ultimately decided to leave you alone. “Hey kiddo, can I ask you something?”

“Uh-huh,” you mumbled, your eyebrows drawn together in concentration as you worked on Sam’s hair.

“What’s with the sudden interest in this stuff?”

You were silent for several long moments.

“The girls talk about it.”

“What?” Sam asked, confused.

“At lunch, at school,” you explained. “Katie talks about getting her nails done with her mom, and Priscilla always has some kind of new braid that her mom did up for her. Sometimes the girls braid each other’s hair before going out, but I…” you sighed, sounding frustrated. “But I don’t know how to do that.”

“Oh,” Sam wasn’t quite sure what to say. He hadn’t grown up with a mom either, but it was different for him. He didn’t miss out in the same way you did.

Dean, who’d been standing in the doorway listening, made a mental note to learn how to braid hair so that you could go to school with your hair up like you wanted it. He remained silent though, wanting to let you and Sam have your moment.

“Done!” You announced, grinning as you put your hands down.

“What? No way,” Sam was incredulous. “You couldn’t have gotten a braid in it, It’s not long enough for that!”

Dean finally decided to make his presence known, pulling out his phone as he stepped into the room.

“Oh yes it is. Smile!”

Dean printed the image out and hung it up right next to the image of him with his painted nails, and the brothers never let each other forget those moments.

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nnight-dances · 1 year

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SOME GUY!

pairings: mark lee x f!reader genre: fluff, angst, heated moments tropes: close friends to lovers?, mark avoids u because he's stupid, taeyong as your perfect ex who's still in love w u, u kiss mark's face to shut him up. warnings: mint ice-cream slander, mark is some guy, skinship, college frat party, not proofread.

author's note: haha guess who's in their mark phase hhhhh... sorry he's just such an interesting guy i could write him all day long. either way!!! more mark appreciation, less depression <3

—

at the end of the day, mark really was just some guy.

that’s what he thought to himself everytime he sat down to really consider the reality of all things. he doesn’t mean to get all self-deprecating and emo like that, but it was just a neutral truth thing that kinda hurts the first time you realize it but then it’s just the obvious thing in your daily life. but of course, if he ever did tell someone that he always felt like some guy among a bunch of cool guys, regardless of their gender, he would have to sit through one of those ultimately useless and pitiful speeches about how talented he really was.

— “you know what? you’re right!”

mark’s thoughts zap off their route when he hears you agree with his remark a few seconds ago. honestly, he hadn’t been completely sure if you’d heard him because of the lack of reaction you’d given him. but when you suddenly chuckle and agree with him, mark chokes over the stream of dr pepper in his throat.

he coughs desperately, “wait, what?”

your smile widens, “you’re just some guy. that’s like the perfect description of you.”

under normal circumstances, mark thinnks he would’ve been offended by how certain you sound. but the way you say it? it’s not like you’re trying to be mean or condescending… more like you’re just saying the truth. the neutral truth thing…

“i can’t believe you,” mark mutters, face splitting in a laugh, “i can’t believe you’re agreeing with me!” you look slightly confused but continue, “don’t tell me you’re hurt? you were the one who brought it up!”

mark shakes his head, controlling his laughter, still slightly losing his mind. “you’re really something, bro. i just didn’t expect you to actually be honest.” he laughs again, taking a sip of his drink again, becoming aware that he was being too loud for a bookstore. thankfully though, on a brief glance around, nobody seemed to care.

you fiddle with the zipper of your pencil pouch in thought. then, a shrug as you look back at mark, “hmm, isn’t that funny. i’m some thing, you’re some guy.”

mark falls into another fit of laughter before he knows it, disbelieving more than anything over your badly disguised shamelessness. you hold in a laugh as you land the last punch to his gut, “the perfect pair, isn’t it?” — the punch that sends him right into an oblivion of a world where nothing except you makes sense.

(ok perhaps, mark was being a tad dramatic. you know what he means though: he’s smitten.)

—

if someone were to kidnap you for the purposes of interrogating your honesty behind your claims that you thought mark was some guy, you’d probably get shot in the head instead, because there was no way you were letting anyone in on the information that you did not actually consider mark some guy.

maybe, a little, yes, but at this point, the phrase ‘some guy’ needs some more definiton. some guy as in boring and bland and dry and overdone? absolutely not. if that was what mark was, you wouldn’t have been committing every last one of your wednesday evenings, aka the only free evenings you ever get, to sitting in a crowded bookstore to pretend to do homework with him. you never did homework with mark around.

mark was the kind of some guy that was just being himself. yeah, that’s all you got. mark was mark. good explanation.

“bro? y/n, you good?”

you blink, finding mark swaying in front of you. you were currently sat on a bench near the building where your next class was.

“uhh, sorry,” you take off your headphones to look up at mark, “what are you doing on this part of campus?”

mark shrugs with a playful smile, “why can’t i be here?”

“because you literally don’t take any classes in the econ department?”

he shrugs again, “what if i’ve changed my ways? we’re still young and free, y/n, think a little outside the box, won’t you?”

“you’re taking econ? how- how did you-?”

“oh, look at that,” mark cuts you off, holding up his phone in front of your face. the time reads 11:05 am. “it’s time for our class. let’s go.” you’re busy processing his words (our class???) when he pulls you by the arm and toward the hall behind you.

and that’s the story of how you go from knowing absolutely nobody in your econ class, to sitting next mark in the extremely damp and cramped chairs of your econ class which means your arm is constantly touching his which you, for some reason, don’t hate. probably because the chilly fall wind coming through the window next to mark always makes you glad for the warmth.

mark, on the other hand, smiles a small smile whenever you shuffle closer because even though, the guy (doyoung is his name?) in front of him is always asking him to close the window, he would rather not.

—

“you’re kidding? ice-cream? in this fucking weather?” you question mark, coughing a fake cough to make your point.

“what are you, a coward?”

when you give mark an unimpressed look, he breaks a laugh, grabbing hold of you by your elbow. cheekily, he says, “please. for me?”

you frown, feeling your resolve crumble under his stupid gaze, “i hate you,” you say but let mark pull you after him into the tiny corner shop.

the two of you huddle over the menu of the ice-cream shop, and you exclaim quietly, “oh! i’ve been wanting to try their raspberry choco flavor for a while!” mark looks between you and menu, “ah, really? that sounds kinda good.”

then, he shifts to look at the girl behind the counter, “uhh, we’ll have one mint chocolate and one raspberry choco, please.” you gasp at mark’s choice, “m-mint chocolate?! mark. i think i might break up with you.”

mark is too busy reddening at your joke that hits too close to home to notice the worker chuckling at you. she processes your orders and mark has time to recover.

when he looks back at you, you’re still grimacing. “i didn’t think you could get any worse.”

“are you sure you should be saying that to someone who’s treating you to icecream?”

“huh?” your eyes widen and then you smile, “ahhh, i see. i wasn’t aware you were bribing me into have a favorable opinion of you.” before mark can retort though, you continue with a smirk, “i’m not complaining though.”

your smirk both flusters and scares mark because it’s evidence you’re upto no good in your head but before he can air his suspicion, you’re reaching out for the two cones of icecream that the girl is handing out.

“you guys are really cute together,” the worker remarks shyly, giving you a thumbs up of approval.

mark chokes on the first bite of his mint choco icecream. you look at mark and he expects you to shut down the worker swiftly, but then you reach for his hand, pulling him closer with a bashful smile and say, “thanks, that’s really sweet of you.”

“uh-?” you cut mark’s question off by pulling him out of the store after you.

when you’re outside, you burst into laughter at the perplexed look on mark’s look, looking absolutely adorable next to his already melting green blob of an abomination.

—

the next morning, mark is still suffering through it, unable to come to terms with your actions yesterday. they were honestly not out of character for you. you were always one to do shit just because you knew it would get a reaction out of someone else. like, that time you didn’t tell mark he had spinach in his teeth the whole time he was speaking in econ and only told him at the end. yeah, sure, but surely that was different from you pretending that you and mark were together. right?

mark’s pulled out of his thoughts when his phone buzzes next to his pillow. he stirs to his side, opening his phone only to find a text from you.

y/n: fuck u

mark’s heart skips a beat, no matter the fact that you’re swearing at him the first thing in the morning.

mark: what did i do now…

y/n: it’s ur fault

mark: ???

y/n: i’m fuckin sick

“oh, fuck,” mark swears, sitting up with a frown, fingers quickly shooting a flurry of concerned texts back.

mark: oh shit really?

mark: im so sorry

mark: how bad is it?

y/n: it’s just a cold, dw not that bad

mark: what does that mean?

you, however, don’t bother to elaborate any more on your condition, going silent.

he groans, guilt settling in the slouch of his shoulder as he stares at his screen for a solid 10 minutes before giving up on your response. as he gets ready for the day, at the top of mark’s to do list is to visit your dorm room with medicine and snacks.

but by the time 3 pm rolls around, mark finds himself constantly distracted by classes and homeowork. he looks at the time and sighs. you hadn’t managed to get back to him. but considering how he hadn’t seen you in econ or lunch, your cold was more than ‘not bad’.

sitting outside the library to collect his thoughts, he spots chaewon, your roommate. the two of you had run into mark on a grocery shopping errand and mark had had a decent enough conversation to make him run up to chaewon.

“oh!” chaewon is surprised at first when mark blocks her way with a quick hey. “oh hey, mark!”

“um,” mark looks at the take-out box in her hands, “um, is that for y/n?”

“oh, yeah. did you hear? she woke up this morning with a fever.”

“a fever?”

“yeah, it was pretty high too. i had to force her to stay in bed or i think she would’ve just gone to class like the dumbass she is.”

mark frowns, “oh, no. has she eaten all day?”

chaewon hums in thought, “she told me she was fine for breakfast. i’m not sure if she had lunch though so i was just going to take some pizza and salad in case she’s been starving.”

mark’s frown deepens as she adds, “oh i better hurry though! i have to get back here in time for my dance practice.”

“ah…” he scratches his head, “uhh, if you’re busy, i wouldn’t mind dropping it off to y/n.”

chaewon raises an eyebrow, “wait, really? you’d do that?”

“um, yeah. it’s my fault she got sick anyway. i made her eat icecream last night.”

she laughs, “a little icecream wouldn’t have done that. but sure! it’d be a great help, if you did that. thanks, mark.”

mark hadn’t thought this through, he realizes when he reaches the door that reads y/n on the door, right next to chaewon. he takes a deep breath, clearing his throat, before knocking on the door. “y/n?” his voice breaks mid-sentence and he wants to hide in a hole somewhere, but you’re quick to throw your door open.

your hair is up in a bun which bobs in rhythm with your head, when you find mark outside your room, “mark? what the fuck are you doing here?”

“you weren’t responding to my texts,” he mumbles, and then holds up chaewon’s takeout box in one hand and in the other, the bag of medicine and snacks he’d packed. “i come bearing gifts though.”

you cough hoarsely into your elbow, pulling at the hem of your green hoodie as you consider mark in front of you. “you could’ve told me you were coming,” you sound… shy? mark thinks as he follows into your room after you gesture him to enter.

he looks at your bed and chuckles at the mess that is your bed. then, he smiles as he looks at the eccentric yet coherent collage of pictures and letters on your wall. “this is so you,” he comments and places the food and medicine on your table.

you pout, “a room that looks like all hell broke lose… is me? wow, thanks, mark.”

mark wants to refute your comment, he does, but then he gets distracted by how the way you say his name in your hoarse inside voice and he coughs a little. “i got you medicine though?” he sounds squeaky to his own ears.

you smile though at that, looking inside the bag he’s kept. “ahhh, ramen! i knew i could count on you, mark lee.”

mark almost wants to beg you to stop saying his name so much. but instead he shoots you a thumbs up, “how are you holding up?”

you nod in thought, still unpacking everything mark bought, “hmm, i’m alive. you should’ve seen me in the morning though i felt like something was trying to crawl out my skin.”

you laugh at the imagery, pausing when you catch the guilty look on mark. you already know he’s about to apologize when he opens his mouth. you hold up a finger threateningly, “i know i said that in the morning, but it’s not actually your fault. i always get sick like this every time fall rolls around.”

“no, for real though, i did force you to come eat icecream with me, didn’t i? i’m sorry.”

“ugh, mark, trust me, i wouldn’t have eaten the icecream if i really didn’t want to,” you say, too kindly for your usual snarkiness as if you can sense how genuine mark’s apology was, “for real, my body’s just weird like that.”

when mark remains silent for another minute, you groan, “i know! you can repay me. stay and we can watch a movie or something. all the sleeping’s making me feel gross. plus, i couldn’t eat all this food myself.”

and that’s how mark finds himself settled next to you on your bed, blanket covering half his body, watching gilmore girls (your fall preference of entertainment, it seems). the first half hour went by fine, with one of you commenting ocassionally at something the characters did, but then you shifted closer to mark with a cough.

he was shocked at first but then he wonders if the medicine you’d taken before were starting to take effect. (he’d questioned how wise it was for you to be taking them before watching something, but he also didn’t want to make your condition worse.)

“you good, y/n?” he mumbles under his breath when he feels your head come to rest against his shoulder. he sounds surprisingly calm for the turmoil that is bursting within his veins at the contact.

you hum in acknowledgement, sniffing a little, “yeah, just a little sleepy.”

“oh, you should probably rest then,” mark reaches for the spacebar to pause the episode but your cold hand pulls his finger away. except you don’t let go of his finger, instead seeming to crave warmth, you’re suddenly holding his hand, icy fingertips coming to rest against the back of his palm.

mark’s hearbeat is in his ears by now but he lets you hold his hand as you protest, “mm, don’t wanna sleep. just keep watching.”

you don’t sound promising but he doesn’t argue, letting you having the final say in this situation.

five minutes later though, you stir against mark’s side, arm now in his lap and… yeah, you’re falling asleep.

mark freezes at the realization when he sees your eyelashes fluttering shut. oh god. oh no… this wasn’t good for his well-being. or his obsession with you. or anything.

he clears his throat, hating himself, “um, y/n?”

you don’t respond except for a short grunt that indicates you don’t intend to wake up. he doesn’t have the heart to move you but also, this wasn’t right, was it?

there wasn’t anything wrong with it per se, except of course the fact that it did not help mark’s big fat ugly crush on you or the fact that he spent the whole day thinking about how you were sick and it was his fault.

you move slightly in your sleep, suddenly seeming to come to. your eyes open a little, “mark?” your voice is dangerously low.

“yeah?” mark can hear the nerves in his voice.

you’re pulling him now, without a warning, onto your bed. “you’re warm. stay.”

mark’s eyes widen when you turn to hug him around the waist.

fuck. fuck. fuck. FUCK. this was… THIS IS…. UTREJKLSGIURKEJU?????YGSAELRIAY

mark brain malfunctions for a good minute before he remembers how to think. first, he thinks he has to leave or you’ll hate him forever. but when he tries to budge, you groan an annoyed groan making him scared to leave..

??? what is one supposed to do in these circumstances?

he stills, deciding it was better if he let you doze off comfortably. he slowly places an arm around your shoulder, patting a reassuring back rub into your skin. you nuzzle closer into him, clueless of the way mark is short-circuiting.

before he knows it though, mark finds himself dozing off, chin pressed up against the bone of your shoulder. the sleep isn’t chaotic like his thoughts usually are, but it’s a peaceful sleep, the kind that you only get when you share a bed with someone.

—

ever since that eventful… nap, mark has found himself growing closer to you, in all senses of the phrase. you’d seemed to start trusting mark more, your bookstore evenings turning into whole days spent in each other’s company. sometimes you’d be at each other’s room, more often yours, but otherwise, you’d end up in some new corner of campus, giggling over half-completed essays and collectively complaining about econ.

you’d also grown closer… physically. something about spending a sick evening in someone’s arms, you’d like to say. whatever the reason was, one way or another, you’d find a way to be next to each other.

you’d made a habit of holding mark’s hand, especially on colder days when your fingers lost all feeling till you pressed them into the knuckles of mark’s warm ones. other times, mark’s hand would be on your shoulder or back, casually doodling into your skin, a lazy smile on his face while you dramatically narrate some event from your life.

mark could tell something was different, though he dared not investigate what it was, too afraid to mess up what he had right now.

but then, he does the stupid thing of asking you the question.

it’s on a late night hangout in your room when chaewon’s out for the weekend to visit home, and y’all are sprawled on your bed, exhausted from a movie marathon.

something about the dim lights and the way you lean against his shoulder, makes him speak. “do you like someone right now?”

for a good while, mark thinks he mustn’t have asked the question out loud because of how quiet you are. but then, “what about you?”

“not fair! i asked you first,” mark complains with a chuckle. you shrug, “not telling if you don’t.”

he rolls his eyes, “two can play this game, y’know. i’m not giving.”

“ugh, fine. i’ll tell you about my ex for now.”

mark’s ear perks up at the mention and he waits for you to continue.

“ah, this is so embarassing to talk about. but.. last semester i was with taeyong.”

“wait. lee taeyong?”

“mhm-hm. you know him? he was a good guy, but i don’t know, something felt off. we broke up right before new year’s eve so that was fun.”

mark falls silent as he recalls everything he can about lee taeyong. so far he has: perfect face and killer charm. oh yeah, wasn’t he a student athlete?

“you dated an athelete?” mark can’t help but ask.

“see! i know you’d make fun,” you whine, hiding your face in your hands.

“no- no, i’m not making fun. that’s insane. taeyong is, like, famous.”

you groan, “and you’re listing all the reasons i broke up with him.”

mark isn’t sure what he can do with this information so he releases a strained chuckle, suddenly ready to head back to his room. he can’t be too obvious though, so he waits a bit.

“what about you?” you ask him, poking his arm. “any embarassing boyfriends?”

mark laughs despite it all, “i wish. i was in a silly little relationship but it was so long ago that i hardly remember.” with that, he sits up, a little abruptly.

you frown as he clears his throat, “um, anyway, i should get back soon. i’ve got to sleep.”

“the fuck?” you question, “it’s like 11 pm?”

“well, yeah, i have an early morning tomorrow.”

“on a sunday?”

“yeah, uhm, i forgot to tell you about this new job i have. anyways, i should really sleep soon. i’ll see you later, yeah?”

and just like that, mark leaves your room, with you gaping at how fast he’d made his exit, not even bothering to make real excuses. new job? halfway through the semester? yeah, sure. you feel your mood dampening at mark’s sudden cold shoulder, wondering if you’d upset him. but no matter how many times you thought about it, you weren’t sure what had made him act like that.

mark, on the other hand, can’t get the conversation out of his head, even as he walks to the library at 8 am on a sunday, ready to finish all traces of homework in existence. it doesn’t matter though because sitting in the silence of the study room, his mind repeats your words.

he was a good guy, but i don’t know, something felt off.

boy, did mark feel stupid as shit. for everything? for thinking you were into him. somewhere along the way, your hands on his had him confused. for a minute there, he had stopped thinking about how he was actually just some guy. some guy who you chose to hang out with now and then, some guy who was your friend. mark was nowhere close to being taeyong, and even taeyong didn’t cut it for you. really, though, he couldn’t blame you. you really did deserve the best anyone could imagine.

a text from you interrupts his self-loathing spiralling.

y/n: heyoo!! u alive?

y/n: u left kinda abruptly last night. is everything ok?

mark clenches his fist as if to obliterate the hopeful smile that threatens his face. he thinks of how he might respond: sorry cant talk i’ve to make sure i’m not in love with u before i see u again or maybe: sorry i’m just trying not to cry in broad daylight bc i love u too much hjbykyvkvyf

“fuck! sorry!” a voice pulls mark back from his head. he looks up to see who’s broken into his study room… only to see lee taeyong standing there in confusion. of course this happens to mark.

“uhh, can i help you?” mark barely controls the snap that tries to escape him at the sight of taeyong.

“um, sorry,” taeyong looks down at his phone then back at mark, “i could’ve sworn i booked this room for the next hour…”

mark frowns, certain he’d booked this room for the next two hours. usually, he would’ve just told taeyong he’s booked it wrong, but instead he just says, “oh? i guess you can take this room then. i’ll go somewhere else.”

mark starts packing up but the other boy protests quickly, “no, no! it’s okay. i- um, i’d feel bad if you did that. what if… what if we shared? it’ll be nice to have someone else in the room, no?” taeyong smiles brightly at mark and the latter wants his eyes to stop working already.

call it the law of inertia, but something in mark doesn’t let him just leave the room, almost intrigued by how this might turn out. “alright, then.”

taeyong, as much as mark hates to admit it, is really nice. he hadn’t ever heard anything to refute that, but sitting silently in a room with someone really tells you all you need to know about someone. either way, the study sessions somehow seems to provide mark some sense of peace.

or so he thinks.

what he doesn’t expect is that two hours later, as the two of them are packing up to empty the room for the next occupant, for the next occupant to be… you. yes, of course, that’s gonna happen in this story.

for a moment, mark doesn’t find it particularly shocking to see you but when he notices the stiff look you share with taeyong, he realizes what’s happening.

you’d just entered the room with a knock when you’d noticed who was inside. your eyes travel between mark and taeyong, your mind unable to make sense of this.

your first thought is… is this why mark was weird last night? because he was close to taeyong and got offended by your remarks?

that would be the easy alternate, wouldn’t it? but even you can tell there’s a dryness in the way mark looks at the two of you, a look that unsettles you. of course, the sight of taeyong also unsettles you.

he speaks up before you, “y/n?”

you awkwardly wave at the two of them, “hi mark. hey taeyong. didn’t expect to see the two of you together.”

you look at mark pointedly but he’s not giving you much to work with. he just laughs as taeyong rushes to explain, “ah, i made a mistake in booking this room at the same time as mark, and he was kind enough to let me stay.”

marks want to leave right now. because of the way taeyong’s eyes are sparkling at the sight of you, hands nervously fidgeting. but he decides against it, when he sees you uneasy you seem, tight grip around the strap of your tote bag.

“what are you doing here?” mark asks and a part of you is relieved that he’s talking to you.

“um, homework. i didn’t really know what else to do ever since my friend started ghosting me.”

mark flinches at your attack, but persists in looking as indifferent as he can. “sorry about that, i got caught up finishing this essay.”

taeyong awkwardly coughs, “um, i should probably leave now. i have practice to get to.”

mark is quick to follow after taeyong, scared to death of being alone in a room with you. he doesn’t know what to do with himself around you anymore. “uhh, yeah, i’ll leave you to do homework, then! see ya!”

and just like that, it’s a repeat of last night. mark’s back receding except this time you watch him wave at you with a half-hearted smile as he leaves. you barely manage to close the door behind you before you feel yourself tear up.

this is stupid, you realize through tears, to be crying over something like this. but something like this? it meant a lot to you. you sit where mark sat minutes ago, the same disappointment in your eyes and a similar weight in your heart.

mark is not having the time of his life either though, as he walks out the library with taeyong, who starts asking questions about you as soon as he can.

“so you’re friends with y/n?” mark simply nods at that, having seen this coming.

“that’s cool. she’s really cool, isn’t she?”

“yeah, i suppose. she’s fun.”

“how close are you to her?”

mark laughs dismissively, “haha, i feel like i’ve done something wrong. calm down, bro.”

taeyong flushes at that, rubbing his neck, “oh, sorry. i didn’t mean to interrogate you like that. it’s just… you probably know about us, right?”

that words leaves taeyong’s mouth and buries itself deep into mark’s heart. us.

taeyong continues, “it’s just that i really miss her, man. i don’t think i’ve had as much fun with anyone else since her. or maybe, it’s just because i’m always comparing everyone to her.”

mark really doesn’t know what to say, feeling himself stuck in a similar situation. “hmm, it’ll get better.”

“i hope you’re right,” taeyong says, cheerfully patting mark’s back, “well, i have to go that way. see you around, bro. take care of her.”

take care of her? marks smiles remorsefully as he watches taeyong leave. and he wonders what was going on in your mind when you broke up with someone that perfect? what went on in your head when you befriended mark, just some guy?

—

on saturday, it’s been a whole week since you’ve talked to mark. you’d actually stayed up all night yesterday hoping he’d have a change of heart on friday night, and he’d text you with a can we talk? or come knocking on your door with an apologetic smile with some silly excuse. and you would’ve accepted it all because you were not familar with a mark-less existence. the past week was.. not good for you.

but on saturday night, you decide it’s enough. or rather, chaewon decides it’s enough when she sees you ready to spend the night in bed.

“y/n, i’m sorry but i can’t respect your stupid decisions anymore,” she bursts into the room with a concerned look.

you frown, “ouch? you just called me stupid.”

“because that’s what you’re being. i don’t care if you’re going through it, i’m not letting you woe over some guy on the weekend.”

you grimace at the phrase some guy, remembering your conversation with mark. “hey! i’m talking to you, miss,” chaewon’s hands pull off your bed. “let’s go out tonight. i don’t care.”

“chaewon…” you complain, voice low.

“y/n, my dear friend, stop giving up on life because mark lee is ghosting you. if i know anything about the two of you, y’all will be back to cuddling each other next week.”

you want to say you’re afraid that’s not gonna happen but chaewon is moving too fast for you. she throws a dress at you and then, a coat. “wear those and come to yunjin’s room. we’re pre-gaming.”

an hour later, you’re not feeling so bad after all. you’d forgotten how fun getting wasted really was. you giggle hopelessly when yunjin cracks another “slayyy~” at chaewon’s empty glass. as sakura pours her another shot, you nudge her with your own empty cup.

your roommate frowns a little, “you sure you’re not going too fast?”

you roll your eyes, “chaewon! you’re the one who wanted to slut me out tonight. how am i gonna do that sober?” that makes everyone double up in laughter and you down the vodka with a triumphant sigh.

another hour later, you’re really feeling yourself. the pre-game finally ended with all of you walking to the frat that was throwing tonight. the first step you take into the crowded room has you regretting your decision, but your worries go to waste once you’re hearing the music blast through your veins.

you stay within chaewon’s group for most of the night. the girls are fun, yunjin being one of the best people you’ve partied with. it’s halfway through a doja cat song when you feel your bladder getting full from all the beer. you groan at all the effort it’s gonna take to go upstairs to where the bathroom was, but you could use a break.

you quickly tell chaewon you’ll be back, pointing in the direction of the bathroom and reassure her you’re fine when she asks to come with. the world is definitely spinning as you go up the stairs but you do make it to the top without falling over.

but as soon as you reach for the door of the bathroom, you lose balance as the person inside emerges. “fuck,” you groan, falling over into the person ahead, “’m sorry,” you mumble, supporting yourself against the sink.

you’re ready to push whoever it is out of the bathroom when you heard a familar voice. “y/n?”

you look up and actually gasp when you see mark in front of you. “mark?!” you sound incredulous but honestly, you’re just ecstatic. “i miss you,” you say your thoughts shamelessly.

mark reddens or so your vision tells you. “y/n, are you drunk?”

you frown and shake your head, about to explain yourself when a loud voice outside tells you to hurry up with your business, the door still open. mark shouts a, “find somewhere else, buddy!” and shuts the door, locking it behind him.

your drunk brain isn’t doing well with the concept of you in a locked room with mark. “are you drunk, mark?”

mark laughs at your question, “a little, yeah.”

“okay, good, then can you just-” you lose your balance again and mark steadies you instantly, warm hand on your elbow. you lose your train of thoughts at the feel of him, looking into his eyes wordlessly.

you think you stay there for a minute like that, the two of you just catching up on all the looks you’ve missed out on in the last week.

“why are you mad at me?” you ask the question that’s been bugging you for ages. wanting mark to understand how hurt you’ve been, you pull at the sleeve of shirt, “i’ve been so sad. why are you avoiding me?”

mark takes your hand in his, “no! it’s not like that. i’m… not mad at you.”

“really?” you question him through a pout, “really?”

he doesn’t know what to do when pinned with that gaze of yours in that moment. and then his eyes land up on your lips, your little pout.

he knew the alcohol was a bad idea because now he can’t think straight, knowing he has to explain everything to you or he might lose it all. but somehow, instead of words, he feels another ugre crawl up his skin.

just as you open your mouth to speak, you feel mark’s lips on yours, stealing the breath from your lungs. you gasp into his mouth, and he pulls away just as soon as he leaned in. he drops your hand, falling to his knees.

it takes you a moment to re-orient yourself after the taste of mark in your mouth, but you hear mark sniffle and instantly join him on the ground, hands on his face.

“are you crying?”

mark tries to stop himself but he can’t. “i’m sorry, y/n. i’m so sorry.”

“hey,” you find yourself sobering up. how could you not when mark lee is in front of you, tears staining his ever-smiling face? “hey, mark, look at me.” he wipes at his face shakily, looking up at you through a fresh flood of tears.

“i’m sorry,” his voice breaks, “i’ve been acting so selfish with you. i shouldn’t have avoided you. i shouldn’t have kissed you. i’m.. it’s all because…” he trails off conveniently at the part of his sentence you most need to hear.

your fingers trail down to his chin, bringing his face back up, “it’s all because of what, mark? talk to me, baby.”

something in mark uncoils when you coo at him lovingly like that, his name as breathy as the nickname you suddenly throw at him. his lip quivers but his words are clear as day, “fuck, i’m into you, y/n. i know i’m just some guy really but i think i like you. i- like romantically, i’m dying to be with you.” he sighs when you don’t say anything, stunned into silence.

your hand stays put on his face though which mark thinks of as a good sign. gingerly, he takes your hand, gaze pointed at your interlocked fingers. “i know it’s awkward because you’re not into me like that. it’s all good, i understand.”

“mark, you’re drunk,” you finally mumble out, hand twitching in disbelief. “you’re just saying things.”

mark stiffens, “w-what? no! i’m serious, y/n. i’m not even that drunk anymore. how could i be, when you’re right here?” but then, he stirs, hands leaving yours, “oh, but if you’d rather forget that this happened—”

it’s a replay of five minutes ago, except this time your lips come crashing into mark’s, with so much force that you topple him over. he takes you with him, hand finding purchase at your waist as he pulls you on top of him, his back hitting the door of the bathroom.

your kiss is fierce, almost angry because you did not deserve to be kept in the dark about mark’s feelings. you push closer to him, making him groan into your lips at the intensity. you pull away then, hand at mark’s chest, “i hate you for avoiding me like that, mark. i can’t believe you.”

mark tries to explain himself but you’re kissing him again, swallowing his words whole, unforgiving in the way your hands grip his arms. again, you pull away, “what did you think? that i’d stop talking to you because you like me? you’re so stupid sometimes, mark.”

“i don’t—”

“no, you don’t understand. do you see me right now?” mark nods, eyes trailing at your disheveled state. mark couldn’t forget this sight if he wanted to: your hair wet with sweat, panting in between mark’s legs, lips a breath away.

“do i look like i hate you?”

“i mean, you do look annoyed,” mark remarks and you slap his arm with a snarl.

“that’s because you’re being unfair. what about my feelings for you, huh?” you challenge with a glare. “what about how much i suffered just because you decided to not show up to the bookstore? all because you came to some stupid conclusion by yourself?”

“wait,” mark starts, but you’re not letting him talk.

“no, listen, if i could, i’d seriously slap you. because i’m that down bad for you, mark! i’ve been thinking about doing this with you ever since you fell asleep in my bed that day. so fuck you, for hurting me like that.”

you’re breathless, eyes still trained on mark with that look of betrayal mixed with desire. you can’t help yourself though, mark looks absolutely breath-taking in front of you, mouth ajar in shock, lips red from your relentless kisses.

mark takes too long to process your words just then, long enough that you’re coming down from your high, embarassment flooding your veins. you go cold, standing up with a grunt. “i’m just gonna go back,” you mutter in disappointment, leaving before you can see mark’s response.

he’s coming back to his senses now, realizing that maybe you were right about how stupid he’d been. “fuck,” he breathes out, regaining his footing as he chases after you.

this chase proves to be difficult, given that the party only seems to have gotten more crowded since mark left. he struggles through the throngs of people, shouldering through, when he spots a silhouette of you in his peripheral vision. you were outside, apparently talking to another taller figure.

mark follows your shadow to the door, quickly making his way out. his breath hitches when he finds taeyong next to you. his arm is around your shoulder and you’re speaking to him in a low voice.

“y/n,” mark calls out, not hesitating to break taeyong’s hold on you, replacing it with his own embrace. he pulls you close. your eyes are teary and you sniff when you see mark, “what-”

“i’m sorry, can we talk?” he mumbles into your side, still aware of taeyong’s presence.

“oh, hey, mark. i was just,” taeyong moves to stand in front of the two of you, “taking care of y/n. she looked sick.”

“i’m fine, taeyong,” you reassure him, pressing yourself into mark’s side. “i’ll let mark walk me home. good night.” mark is impressed at how easily you dismiss taeyong, pulling mark after you.

“what do you want?”

mark stops you from walking, pulling you into a hug instead. “you’re right, i’m really stupid. let me ask you this instead: would you let me be your boyfriend?”

you release a soft laugh against his neck at his question, arms still for a moment for dramatic effect. then, you wrap yourself around him, kissing your answer into his ear, “of course, you idiot.”

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incorrect-riordanverse · 7 months

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finally reading tsats here are my live thoughts (spoilers, obviously):

i’m so excited because some pages are darkly decorated and its so cool. still don’t vibe with the title though (the sun IS a star and its peeving me)

why are we talking about dating darth vader 😟 where are we rn (anakin is a yes, but DARTH VADER???)

maybe i’m too old but the jokes are not funny 😭

“this whole place feels like my soul. empty and dark. dark as the pit of the underworld.” <- i don’t care if he’s joking nico would never say thissss 🙏😭 we’re only 10 pages in but please stop butchering my fav character he’s not himselffff i am cringing so bad

i know i’m being dramatic but if they do nico dirty in this book i’m going to end it all

oh my god i don’t think i’ve thought about the words “significant annoyance” in so long. bringing back good memories for sure.

i can tell which parts were written by riordan and which parts were written by oshiro. i don’t think their voices are blending very well together…

also, maybe it’s because it’s the start of the book and they’re trying to familiarise new readers quickly with the characters but it feels like they’re making nico the caricature of ‘emo and shadow and ebony darkness dementia raven way 🥀⛓️🖤’ and will the caricature of ‘happy and sunshine and blonde and flower gleam and glow ☀️🌈🫧’ and i usually like this dynamic when it’s not blatantly pointed out every other page. i have faith they’ll show more complexity than this later on though. future yan will let me know by the end. (future yan here, im not at the end but the characterisation def does get more complex thank gods)

oh ok so it is bob the titan

since when was nico’s actual name niccolo??? how did i forget this detail??

“you have to listen if not you’ll share my fate.” “ominous much?” <- ok he’s finally himself again guys it’s all good

the one-sided beef nico has with percy will never not be funny

“cookie monster appeared over the mouth of the jar, reached inside and gobbled up nico like the chocolate-chip cookie he was.” <- nevermind i’ve gone back to hating this book again

“what was one straight boy when you spent your whole life longing for the impossible?” <- i’m reminded of that time a few years back where everyone made ‘having an unrequited crush on percy’ nico’s whole fanon personality, so i’m glad they addressed this somewhat. this boy has been through so much and people really thought crushing on percy was the biggest thing to focus on about ‘nico angst.’

“we made a mistake. you have to fix it.” <- call me a red flag but if i was nico i would do anything and everything to not go. i would medicate myself so highly on sleeping pills that i can’t dream (doctor bf can go kick rocks). i would track percy and annabeth down and haul their asses into tartarus instead to do it. and if i had to go i would only go in to kill bob myself for sending me those traumatic ass nightmares. no thx. bro willingly jumped in himself and now wants me to save him. nuh uh.

not cupid being will 😭 its like his aphrodite 😭 i am not well.

they always have a really good and emotionally moving scene and they ruin it with a dumb joke. let it be heavy 👏👏

something’s really fishy and i have a feeling that it might not be bob calling for him

if this whole “grumpy ball of darkness” thing continues i will actually lose it

you can’t tell me the percabeth pep talk was actually needed. i will forgive it because i miss them though

im sensing tension in the gap between nico’s connection to the underworld and his relationship with will and i’m here for ittttt. give me the dramaaa

who is the gorgyra girl and why is she in their business sm?

oh shit a will solace pov??? christmas came early 🙏

nevermind that whole nightmare sequence was so fucked up 😭😭

somebody HELP HIM i never thought we would get will angst (nico angst fs, but will???)

DONT JUMP IN THE STYX PLEASE

SOMEBODY TELL HIM HE’S HELPFUL OMG

nico strangling epiales in his sleep is so fucking cool he’s literally HIM he’s literally THAT GUY

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hi I am a new ACOTAR reader 👋🏼 and I was so shocked to enter this fandom and see all the ship wars going on. I guess I’m more of a casual reader? But I thought SJM was going for elucien which listen - adorable - but then she spend the books after they were declared mates just dissing that entire plot line? Like ok I get it they don’t HAVE to be head over heels like feysand and nessian yet, but since ACOWAR there’s barely any elucien interactions and they’re all described as uncomfortable and idk why she would have them be mates and then turn around and just wreck that setup? Lucien barely is in the books anymore?

And then Sarah started writing these “looks” and shy smiles between elain and azriel and I was like ok I get it too I guess, if Lucien is like not even present in the books anymore? I feel like she straight up changed her mind or something because why did she do all that setup and now is introducing a new love interest? Being mates MEANS something right? Idk it seems like she’s abandoning elucien to me which is sad bc they could’ve been so good together 😭 like bat boy is great don’t get me wrong but we don’t know shit about him other than he is vaguely menacing and has shadows

He’s not shown interest in anyone except Mor or Elain so idk what his plotline will be (if he gets a book even). And yes, I did read this controversial bonus chapter and I genuinely saw it as a nail in this elucien coffin instead of gwynriel as people are saying. Like why would Elain kiss HIM when she has a mate? Lucien is RIGHT THERE ?? It just seems so convoluted for no reason. Like is this a love triangle setup? Idk 🤷🏻‍♀️ it would be easy if Gwyn and azriel were mates so elucien could nicely work out but I barely remember anything about Gwyn and Az interactions let alone anything to suggest romantic themes. So I don’t get that ship at ALL. Like azriel could be shipped with anyone at this point if Gwyn is being considered an option.

Idk I assume there’s hella analysis on this but I just don’t know why SJM would make elucien mates and then throw this random emo bat boy plotline in the mix. I’ve kind of abandoned that hope after ACOSF unless there’s something I’m missing that brings Lucien back in the game? (Genuinely where even is heeee like sir get your girl - respectfully)

Welcome to the fandom! And I'm sorry ahead of time, it's simultaneously fun, exhausting, and infuriating, haha.

I do understand why it feels like she set Elucien up with a bang and just let it fizzle but if you consider why she might have done that, I think it makes sense.

Are you in love? Have you been in love?

Imagine if you are a month away from your wedding. It's your first love, your first experience with intimacy, and the person you have imagined the rest of your life with. Maybe children, a home.

And overnight that dream is ripped away from you.

Not only is it ripped away from you but you're suddenly feeling a connection (because I fully believe Elain knew Lucien was something to her before he ever whispered that they were mates) to a random stranger who you have never seen before.

Your heart was promised to another but now you're chanting "traitor, traitor, traitor" over and over in your head because you're looking at this stranger and feeling big things for him.

But you're whisked away and the connection is broken and you're taken to a strange land where you're forced to think of everything that you've now left behind in the human lands. Where your fiance is probably wondering what happened to you, where you're no longer able to spend time in your gardens, see the people in the household you've grown to care for, knowing your father will be wondering what happened to you when he returns.

But through that depression you feel the tiniest bit of hope that you can go back. That your fiance will love you despite this new thing you've become and were taught to fear. That maybe, the life you loved can still be yours again.

But the stranger comes back into your life with it a torrent of emotions that you're struggling to understand and to control and it's all too much, it's too overwhelming so you shut down. You're not ready to face what it means when you're desperately trying to hold on to what was lost because if you can get that back, maybe things will make sense again.

But your fiance cruelly rejects you. The one who swore he'd love you until you were old and gray and he tossed you aside as if none of it mattered. As if you didn't matter. And he mentions the stranger to you as if it's a dirty word and maybe some of this is his fault. It's not, you know it's not but it's easier to blame someone.

But then you all nearly lose someone you care for during the war and suddenly, maybe that misplaced anger is easier to let go of.

But the war ends and you slowly settle into a new life, trying to forget about what you lost. Your fiance. Your home. Your friends. And even your father. So you put up a wall and you refuse to engage with your "mate" because some of that anger is back. You didn't ask for any of this. You don't want to be dealing with emotions you can't control when he's around when you're already dealing with so much. He makes it impossible to think straight. He makes everything confusing. But when you ignore him, it's easier to pretend. Everything is easier because you don't feel and when you feel right now, it hurts and it's too much and it's overwhelming.

But you can pretend around your sisters because they don't push you to deal with those emotions. You can pretend around Az because he keeps it light and you have no pull to him. He's handsome of course. But the conversations are surface level and you don't have to think about the things that plague you when it's late at night and you're alone. But you are lonely and comfort from another would be nice, wouldn't it? So you engage in a flirtation with Az. You avoid your mate when he's around because feeling too much is not something you can handle in the same year of your fiance's rejection and your fathers death and your lost humanity. You want to escape and you can do this in this school girls crush with him.

You alternate between dying inside while trying to make the best of your new situation and moments where you can fool yourself into thinking that infatuation is just the thing to help you get by but deep down you know you're avoiding everything. You hate yourself for ignoring your mate, knowing how patient he is, how kind but knowing that you're afraid. Afraid to love someone else. Afraid to lose someone else. So you'll keep taking the path of safety. Living in the NC, making Feyre's found family your new family. Liking the available brothers. It's all perfect and easy and safe.

Until the rejection on Solstice and your illusion comes crashing down. It doesn't matter what you do, you can't hide from reality for long and the time is coming for you to face everything you've been avoiding.

So yes.......Elain and Lucien on the surface appear to be lukewarm as of late.

But I think that when we finally get an Elain POV, we're going to see how intense and deep those still waters go. I think that's why SJM has hidden her POV because I think Elain's true feelings are going to bowl us over.

And I wouldn't say Lucien is not in the books anymore. He was heavily featured all the way up into the novella. SF of course was Nessian's story and since the POV shifted from Feyre to Nesta, it's understandable why Lucien was somewhat absent as he reports to Rhys (not Nesta) and lives in the Human Lands. SJM actually went out of her way to include Lucien on a few occasions in a story where his presence would have been odd when you consider his relationship to Nesta (non existent). I think people also fail to remember that everytime Eris and Helion were on page, that's information that can be applied to Lucien's future story too.

#elucien #pro elucien #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #anti e/riel #pro lucien vanserra #pro elain archeron

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HII so can i maybe request rei sakuma and a reader who’s like mafuyu asahina from project sekai? i mean like a reader who like acts hapoy n stuff but mentally they don’t feel that way :3 sososososo sorry if it seems like this doesn’t make sense 😞

𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 | rei sakuma x reader

[an]: I’M SO SORRY IF THIS TOOK LONG ToT literally goddamn, is my inbox filled with unfinished requests and i’m literally going to sob. anyways, yes, mafuyu our depressed emo child, i miss playing pjsekai tbh i quit a long time ago because i was lacking storage 🥹🥹 nonetheless, tysm for requesting! hope u like it <33

summary: rei knew how pressuring of being the gifted child really is. and he knew that ever since he spent more time with you.

pairing: rei sakuma x pressured gifted kid!fem!reader

genre: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff at the end

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IF THERE WERE A FEW things rei knew so well about his girlfriend, is that she was the most prettiest and wisest person he knew so far in his life. most boyfriends would think so, in fact from rei’s point of view—he had never been more in love than before. however, for as far as he can remember, there are these small things he takes note from your personality.

always at the top of your class, you had never once received a failing grade in either of your subjects, with repeatedly getting a 100 score on your tests and performance tasks, heck, you even got voted as the class representative. you were popular amongst not only the teachers, but with students as well because of your vast intelligence, and also with your looks. because of this, your parents decided to move you in one of the most prestigious private academies in all of japan, yumenosaki academy, where all dreams bloom. they had very high expectations for you, building your future by their own hands without your approval and pushing every bit of talent to learn down to your throat. you felt like a puppet being pulled by a string, two people laughing with the thought of their daughter being able to make their future possible covering their vision. this was ist from behind the curtain, before pulling it for others to see of how you looked alright, even if it was clear you were only pretending to be.

despite acting like an idiot with that persona of his that hid his true nature, rei was intelligent, and once an intelligent noticed the dots connecting, there was no turning back. how your eyes never shined like before after talking to someone who asked for advise, how your smile never matches the way your irises lit up when looking at somebody, and how you were always bombarded with other students to tutor them even if you were busy yourself. just with simple actions within the audience can be counted as a clue…since rei knew the feeling too well.

rei was only one of the few who had noticed.

“isn’t y/n-san so smart? she helped me almost score a perfect on my exams today!”

“gah, how i wish i were her! smart, pretty, always getting perfect scores, talk about lucky!”

maintaining a perfect image for yourself and your reputation in public. a perfect daughter anyone could ever ask for. even if that perfection couldn’t reach the emotional distress you’ve kept to yourself these past years that went on.

when rei first met you after you were switched in the producer course, everyone had liked you immediately. of course, this was because you were the ‘perfect’ producer anyone could ever ask for. even the first producer; anzu was asking from you from time to time for advise. everyone thinks: ‘oh that won’t be any trouble for y/n-san! she’s wise, anyways! she’ll know what to do!’ when rei would mention your name to ask if you could do extra work for his unit. it made him feel bad…wonders if you were actually doing just ok as they say you would be.

not long after, rei unexpectedly fell for you.

as quicker than the ice melts, it didn’t take long for you to notice his odd signals for romance and affection. even without the hints from hakaze and the other third years, it was quite obvious to everyone’s gazes that rei was indeed infatuated with you. you were used to people having crushes on you due to your reputation, you weren’t even sure how many confessions was given to you in a span of months—yet, you know how to handle this situation smoothly.

or not…

sir kunigi requested for you to take one last look at the training room for 2wink to see if the missing files were piled up in that room, however, according to hinata the files were nowhere to be seen, and it was dead end. the older aoi twin was in a small rush in order to catch up with his younger twin brother who was currently in a bad mood, probably about the canceled live announcement from the student council members.

because of it, it seems as you had no choice but to redo the piles of task printed out once again. kunigi was stern to tell you that those documents were important for the idols, and that losing them would become a big deal (in which it did). this was the first time you ever lost something important, your image of maintaining perfection became a slump of dough at that moment when kunigi insisted to let anzu take care of the problem instead. it made you feel disappointed at yourself, so you kept telling your teacher you didn’t want to add anzu more work on her table, that you could do it again and that it was alright.

“alright,” he sighs, “just make sure this time you won’t lose it. this is the first time i ever seen you lose your focus. apologies if the producer work is pressuring you, but you should be careful next time.”

“i-it’s fine, sir..! i’m getting used to it after all, only me and anzu-chan are the only available producers here at this course. i really am sorry for losing it…” you sent him your signature smile, eyes beaming on him as you hugged an empty folder right in your chest. kunigi smiles back, before watching you walk out of his office.

thank god all of that was over…

as you slowly opened your eyes, the light that once appeared from your irises dissolved into an abyss of emptiness, the smile that once lined up over your mouth was drawn into a thin line, expressing a nonchalant look. this was getting so tiring already, could they add more work to this mess? it was your parents who had suggested you to enroll in yumenosaki academy and choose the producer course for you, saying producer work for idols earn a whole lot of money and that it could help ‘support’ your family. as if they weren’t pressuring you enough. you didn’t dream to do this…in fact, you had no idea what your dream was.

not like it was your choice to decide at the first place.

the hallway was empty (thank god it was), you slowly walked back to the empty classroom you were currently staying at and doing your work there alone. the schedule in which you printed before (and went missing) was still saved in your laptop, and all was needed was to be inked out of the printer. you had to ask keito if he had more ink since this was all out, there were far too many files to document due to the low numbers of producers in your course. papers were lying messily beneath your desk, and your expression was still empty despite all this circulating problems being piled up over yourself. you were just used to it. not like this was getting any different from before.

‘i should ask over the student council if they have any spare ink for the printer…i need to get this task done before sunset…’ was what your thoughts said as your dark eyes looked over at the remaining documents displayed over your laptop screen. after this one you and anzu still had to plan for the upcoming idol festivals to be needed by tomorrow for new years. ahh…how tiring. however, this is how work should go. before you could head out the door in order to make your way towards the student council office, a familiar figure was already standing near the door frame, arms crossed and eyes gently closed when you turned around. this surprised you, of course.

“jesus christ, sakuma-san you scared me…” a pant escaped your lips in astonishment. fixing your posture, and once again giving him your signature smile, you spoke, “why are you still here? is there anything i can assist you with?” the politeness in your tone almost caught the undead leader off guard, however he keeps his stance. rei lets out a chuckle from this, “kuku, it is a specialty of mine as a vampire to scare humans. as such, little darling, is this what you’re looking for?” the male in front of you suddenly pulls out a paper from underneath his arm, showing it in front of your sight. it was the document that you and sir kunigi were looking for. a wide smile spreads across your face, hope signaling over your expression (for once).

thank god he found it.

“sakuma-san thank you so much! you’re a lifesaver…!” in a hurry did you ran towards his side, grabbing the paper from his hands and looking over at the printed file, making sure it was the original document you had printed an hour ago. it really was, and a wave of relief hits you. looking back at rei, you giggled happily, “thank you so much, b-but where did you find it?? i swore i checked every unit room…”

“it turns out yuta-kun had it the whole time. after the kids argued about something i wouldn’t dare to explain, yuta thought that the file he took was for the new rescheduling of 2wink’s live concert stadium. at first he planned to head over to the student council and ask tenshounin about why their live was canceled, but when he looked back at the file, turns out it was for another unit,” rei explains, smiling back at you. “he came to me looking for you, since the young lady was busy with trickstar at reimei academy at the moment, making arrangements with eden, he wanted the document handed over to you, little darling.”

“ah, how thoughtful of him. phew, at least i won’t be redoing the papers again…” you carefully placed the paper underneath a nearby folder along with the others, cleaning up your desk before turning back to rei. “thank you once again for bringing this over to me, it’s a real help, honest.” there was silence after that last reply, the atmosphere around the air grew awkward when rei didn’t reply for that whole minute. though you were really thankful he handed you over the missing documents, this kind of sheepish aura is making your legs all wobbly.

“w-well—

“this is the first time i have seen you smile for real, little darling.”

your head immediately perked up in astonishment. this is the first time he saw you smile for real? what in the world did he mean by that? has he seen through your hidden expressions among the idols? among the other teachers? friends? classmates? no, there was no way he could actually figure that out soon. you grew how to hide your feelings buried within you after all, you’re already a pro at this. smiling again with a faint laugh, you hugged the file tighter over your chest, “sakuma-san what do you mean by that? you really are an odd one,” ‘ok, this would probably set aside of whatever he’s thinking…this is my chance.’

you hurriedly walked aside your senior and prepared to head out towards the teacher’s office, when another of one of his sentences stopped you midway. “aren’t you feeling pressured?”

“…” that question made your eyes go dark. you looked at him again, this time without your signature smile, but a nonchalant look on your face. rei too looked back at you, however his expression seemed to be new to you, you’ve never seen him this serious before. “don’t you think you’re going overboard by doing what everyone expects you to do? don’t you have dreams yourself?”

“what would you know?”

your cold tone struck to him, yet he stands still. bingo, he got you where he wanted to. you’re quick to show your emotions when revealed. the once eyes that filled with hope and adorable sparkles in the world’s view, now turned into an empty shade of nothing. emotionless e/c eyes meet with his ruby pupils. “you’re just an idol. a weird chuuni vampire who knows nothing but sing and dance in front of the audience like a satisfaction tool. tell me, do you have dreams, sakuma?”

he grins, “of course i do. making my fans fill with smiles is my dream. i want the world to know that me and my unit can sing for them.” his answer was obvious, figures. you didn’t shift away from him for a moment, you continued to speak, honestly this time. “words of a true idol, i’ll give you that. but even so, what would you know of how i should maintain my image for everyone and my mother?”

“so you’re finally saying that you’re only doing this because your mother and everyone expects big of you?”

another wave of silence hit. you clenched your fists in annoyance. you had let your guard down…this was rei’s intention was it? he knew nothing, why would he? he’s just an idol and the leader of one of the most famous units in the academy—nothing more. why would he care? for a producer like you, he shouldn’t really be getting too close with you. that’s a rule. you shouldn’t let your blood boil because this guy is backing you up in a corner with no escape, he’s just an idol.

“y/n, you’re bring pressured by peers, carried by your parents’ expectations…being controlled of your own future…is this all ordinary for you?” no reply. your eyes were locked down on the school tiles, head empty as rei continuously spoke to you more. like shredding open a sealed cloth, rei knew the exact words to say. “little darling…”

“don’t come close..”

he ignores your plea, whilst walking even closer. you backed away, “i said don’t come closer, you know nothing of what…i’ve…” finger intertwining with yours, a soft to the touch emotion mixed with questionable feelings that whirled in the insides of your stomach, sort of like butterflies trying to make their escape from a sealed flower that’s ready to bloom. his eyes, dark blood eyes that dug holes into yours, you swore if you stared at them any longer your legs would begin to feel weak. “what…what are you…?” your voice couldn’t spit out a strong sentence unlike before, it came out as faint…and a little hoarse.

the space between you both closes…with your head being hugged between his arms, creating warmth in the atmosphere everywhere over your body. it radiates like a first summer burst, feelings of guilt, sadness and pressure drenched onto your skin. he had caught you…rei, had caught you. this type of affection…when was the last time you had felt it from a warm hug of a loving parent? it’s…incredible. such a great feeling.

it’s making you…a bit emotional. it pulls the rope even more when rei began stroking your hair, gently, soft hums and praises could be heard between the gusts of wind exiting out from the opened school windows. tears soon pricked beneath your eyelids, blurring your vision…as you slowly sobbed into rei’s chest. this was one of the things you promised to yourself; never breakdown in front of someone, or else you’d be burdening your feelings to them. it was better to keep them hidden no matter what. however, it seems like rei won this time when he manages to glove his way into your grey heart.

“shh…shh…it’s ok, little darling. you’re safe here…i’m here…”

“i-i’m so sorry…”

“it’s alright…”

“i didn’t mean to…”

“it’s ok, you’re ok…”

“don’t leave me…”

“hm?”

“don’t leave me all…alone…”

“hush…i won’t…i’m here…i love you..”

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a/n: I MEANT TO POST THIS ON CHRISTMAS BUT OH WELL. HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE ! <33 💗💗🎄

#💌. lucyanswers #lucy works 🍕💗#lucy’s works 📚✨#enstars x reader #rei sakuma #ensemble stars #enstars #ensemble stars x reader #rei sakuma x reader #fluff #hurt/comfort

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java-lava · 1 year

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Percy Jackson x Younger Sister!Reader.

(a/n; Thank you anon for the request! This was so fun to write!💗)

(To make things easier, when Percy is talking/thinking it will be in blue

And it will be in black when either is narrating,

When Reader is talking/thinking it will be in purple)

(Percy’s POV)

*camera zooms in on Percy laying down on a bed in the infirmary with an ice pack on his nose*

Ok, yes that is me…. Yes I look dumb, go ahead and laugh…. But to know how I got into this situation, I’ll have to start at the beginning. (And no, I don’t mean back how everything started with Chaos, and Gaia and Ouranos, I already told that story. I mean how everything started today)

Let me set the scene,

I was having a wonderful dream about me and Annabeth getting married (ah what a wonderful dream!) when I was woken up by the sound of pained whimpering. Now you might be thinking “ah a ghost” and that’s what I was thinking until I remembered that my sister is in the bed across the room in our cabin… give me a break! I was still half asleep!

As a wonderful big brother (even though she hates it when I call her my “little sister” because we’re only one year apart in age) I decided to check on her. You see, she had gone on a quest a few days ago and only got back a few hours ago. When I went to check on her I noticed blood staining the sheets of the bed…Obviously not a good sign. When she saw me she pretended to still be asleep, I know Annabeth calls me “seaweed brain” but I’m not stupid.

“I know your not asleep! Are you hurt-I mean obviously you’re hurt! What happened-never mind we gotta get you to the infirmary!” I said panicking

Look I know she’ll be fine once she eats some ambrosia, but I’ve seen way to many people I care about get hurt or die, and this was my baby sister so I was NOT chancing it.

I picked her up in my arms and ran to the infirmary, unfortunately there was no one there since it was in the middle of the night. I knew where to find the best doctor I know. I ran to the Hades cabin and knocked on the door as loudly as possible without waking up the surrounding cabins. Suddenly the door slammed open

“WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?” Whisper screamed a small emo.

“It’s (reader)! She’s hurt and no one is at the infirmary! I need to borrow Will!” I said hurriedly

“Σκατά! Will! Come here!” Said the tiny Anubis lookalike

Soon enough the sunshine boy himself came, once Nico filled him in on the situation, he followed me to the infirmary.

“So what happened?” Will asked my sister

“When I was on my way back from my quest, I was jumped by a monster.” She replied casually

“Why didn’t you say anything earlier!?!” I exclaimed

“I didn’t think it was that bad! I figured I could just down some ambrosia later but I forgot and then I couldn’t get out of bed!” She argued back

“Why didn’t you tell me?!? I could’ve helped! That’s my job! As your big brother, it’s my job to protect you!!!” I argued

“I can handle myself! Besides I didn’t want to worry you!” She said

“First of all, no. I’m ALWAYS worried about you. No matter what you and mom are the most important people to me. I know you can handle yourself! I trust in you and in your abilities! That doesn’t change the fact that I still care about you! That doesn’t change the fact that, like it or not, you are my little sister and I love you! If you get hurt you can always come to me, and I’ll be there no matter what.” I said trying to make sure she understood me.

“I know.…. I love you too… even if you’re annoying.” She said rolling her eyes at the end.

“You, my dear little sister, are the annoying one.” I snarked back.

“We’ll, that was touching…. Anyway, (reader l) you are clear to go, please refrain from waiting this long before getting treated for an injury. You’re lucky it didn’t get infected.” Said the doctor (is he a doctor? I mean, he’s younger than me!) after he patched up my sister and gave her some ambrosia.

“You got it doc” she said, saluting him (see, I told you she was annoying) (said affectionately)

Yep, this is where the story ends. Forget what you saw at the first of thi-

“Absolutely NOT! They need to know!!!”

“No!!!”

“Yes!!”

“No no no no no!”

“Yes yes yes yes yes! And I’ll be the one to tell it!”

“Ugh! Fine”

(Reader’s POV)

After the heart to heart with the Μαλάκας, and after getting cleared by my doctor,

We were leaving to go back to our cabin with Percy walking in front of me, when suddenly the door to the infirmary slammed open and smacked my brother so hard he went FLYING into one of the cots! You should’ve seen it! It was HILARIOUS!!!!! Conner Stoll came into the infirmary with Travis slumped over his shoulders (something about Travis trying to sneak hair dye into the shampoo in the Aphrodite cabin and getting caught, idk I was too busy laughing to listen)

And that kids, is the story of how the great Percy Jackson lost a fight to a door and broke his nose. (Don’t worry the ambrosia fixed it lol) I would, while I have your attention, give you a list of Percy’s top 10 most embarrassing childhood stories, but I’m tired so I’m going to bed. Good night!

Hey anon! I hope you liked this! Thank you for the request! And thank you for your patience! 💗

#percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #x reader #sister reader #platonic reader #daughter of poseidon

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mintymelty · 4 months

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YHS: A Serialization [] 1. A Funny First Day

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Hi.

Today’s September 1st. A Tuesday, and the first actual day of school.

You may be asking why I look so emo.

To make a long story short, I slayed too hard at my first highschool, was bummed out too much at the second, and now I’m currently attending Yamada High on what accounts to academic probation. I even have my own cop in my dorm! Well she says her name is ‘Kim’ and that she’s my cousin but she’s basically a probation cop. And a snooty one at that.

💛: “Oh, you have to go to the REGULAR literature class? Well, good luck with the PLEBEIANS, I’ll be on my way to ADVANCED PLACEMENT-“ Go away, I don’t like you.

But whatever, there’s this “cool” guy chatting up a storm with some other student, and said student looks bored AF. For the last few minutes he’s been making the rounds across Mr. Draco’s classroom (which I have no idea how; with the way he acts, I thought Mr. Draco hated any form of conversation) to try and… IDK sell them a used car?

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🌻: “So, you new here?” ‘Cool Guy’ whipped his head around to face me.

💙: “Yeah.” Duh?? Not to be rude, but no-one’s ever seen me here.

🌻: “Cool! Cool.. I like your jacket, you do sports?”

💙: “No, not yet. Never really had the chance to get into extra-curricular stuff.”

🌻: “Oh, really?”

💙: “Yeah… I mean I guess I have plenty of free time right now, huh?”

🌻: “If that’s the case, are you free this Friday?”

💙: “WOW, I don’t even know your name-“

🌻: “Wha?- I mean I’m in a band and we’re having a garage concert this Friday. My bad.”

💙: “Oh! What music are you playing?”

🌻“How do you feel about… indie rock? You seem like the kind of girl to be into that.”

💙: “I do? What about me gives of that vibe?”

🌻“I dunno, just your outfit? Like you’re kinda just all around chill.”

💙: “Okay then, what bands are you covering, or will the music be, y’know original?”

🌻“They’re kinda obscure.. have you heard of Nirvana?”

💙: “…Yeah.” BOI. MY DUDE. WHO HASN’T HEARD OF NIRVANA?“Well then sure, I don’t have anything else to do. Where’s the spot?”

🌻“Hm… 2033 Miller Avenue, City of Industry… I dunno somewhere in Traum County.”

💙: “Traum County..” I’ve heard of that place before.. oh yeah! I have- well, HAD an uncle there. I think he got shot.. “Ok, I’ll go. What time?”

🌻“About 7 P.M.”

💙: “So the Redstone link should get me there 30 minutes early-“

🌻”Redstone link?? Uhh if I were you I’d just ask someone for a ride.”

💙: “Wait- why?”

🌻“Traum’s metro’s are kinda shady.. but it’s like not that big of a deal, just don’t go near the Sky station.”

💙: “..Okay. I’ll see you there.”

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Huh. That was actually kinda nice, even though I didn’t get his name.. oh well. It’s too awkward to just ask him right now, considering the teacher finally got up from his desk.

✒️: “Now class, I HOPE you all have your outlines for your introductory essay done??”

Uh. About that…

👥: “Yes, Mr. Draco.”

✒️: “Good. Class dismissed. Go to period 2.”

Okay, so I’m alone on this. At my last school, practically nobody would’ve answered him like that, and some “class-clown” would instead cuss him out. But whatever, it’s a good thing people are nice here.

…Right?

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#digital art #itsfunneh yandere high school #itsfunneh yhs #itsfunneh fanart #yhs funneh #yhs evan #i’m sorry if the formatting or emojis are cringe pls let me know if anything is off #itsfunneh yhs: a serialization #yhs

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krashoutluv · 3 months

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What are your thoughts on Jason from Three Jokers?

particularly for me, his emotional dependence is so big just because he confused things with the Barbara

3 JOKERS SPOILERS !

tldr; i ramble a little abt how i hate modern Jason fucking Todd and highlight how much justice this comic did for him

and how modern writers are just trying to turn him into a batfam insert of deadpool

Yes! I dont think Jason had 100% feelings for Babs, like he said, he thought it could work. It definitely came from a moment of weakness/vulnerability, its often that Jason doesn’t get cared for too often, not in the way he needs. So when Babs let out a hand for him, it hit him HARD. Especially with just being traumatized by the last two jokers, I think its pretty obvious he doesn’t need someone to clean up/watch after him but like need someone to generally emotionally guide him.

my personal pet peeve with most modern Jason Todd canon ships is the laziness of it(b4 i get criticized i think ANY ship with ANY CHARACTERS can be good as long as the writings GOOD and makes SENSE) . GOD NO- i dont ship jason and babs, but they still put an odd amount of effort into it, to at the very least actually flesh out their characters.

Jason doesn’t need a character that fixes his mistakes when he’s overly impulsive, or babies him, or fixes his mistakes with a veil of ‘Your so dumb but i secretly care about you!‘ because then it leads to most of lazy writing where he does something stupid but his gf is here to fix it! so its ok! NO!! HES NOT LEARNING ANYTHING!! YOURE MAKING HIM LOOK STUPID AND MENTALLY BRAIN DEAD!! anyways sorry.

Jason needs someone to break him out of his cycle of impulsiveness and self-destruction, not have him indulge in it.Jason needs to go fucking soul-searching or something im so tired of his ass— REALISTICALLY I COULDN’T DATE COMIC!JASON IF HE DIDNT CHANGE,, HE WOULD FRUSTRATE ME RLLY BAD.

ahem. anyways. I think Jasons note shows a lot about his character and something that the modern writers ignore a lot. Jason CAN change, he just needs a reason, a solid reason to. He doesn’t have to put down his code, or the guns, he just needs someone solid to really make him think about himself. “All I need is one chance to you I can be better. And I will devote my life to making you proud. Happy. Loved.” WHERE IS THIS SWEETHEART RN?? I SWEAR EVERY OTHER WRITER IS MAKING HIM A EMO FUCK-BOY WHOS BRAIN MATTER GOT SUCKED OUT THROUGH HIS COCK?? ahem sorry.

I really love how much DC actually puts details into Jason in this comic. Ex. Jasons helmets abilities being highlighted, “Helmets registering multiple security doors opening across the facility.” OR him saying the chronic pain management book was helpful. SORRY— I REALLY ENJOY DETAILS LIKE THIS. It just makes Jasons technical skill and such more obvious then whats normally stated. Also Jason tracking sea water off a wrench to the Aquarium— where is this skill in more modern comics?? I swear they make Jason a braindead wannabe deadpool sometimes i swear to fucking god. Also him shooting the shark tank so it eats Gaggy— I DIE FOR DETAILS LIKE THIS.

They don’t even get rid of his humor in 3 jokers either, he still has a really well displayed personality and his banter with Batman is really bearable for once, it makes sense and its well written. I slightly dislike how hard Babs is being on Jason but i’m not 100% sure what Babs is like. I haven’t read comics centered around her, so I don’t mind it. Also dont mistake this for me disliking babs for rejecting Jay— thats not what i mean at all. Just her constantly saying how he’s a criminal and focusing on getting him in prison like he’s an opp was confusing 2 me..

anyways stop trying to turn red hood into the batfams deadpool challenge!!

inbox is open 2 yap or requests sum!!

#jason todd #jason peter todd #skullkidwithsunglasses #i ramble about comic jason hehehe #red hood

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tree0frog · 3 months

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Night love

Anthony Lockwood x reader

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Lucy sighed as she looked back at the paper and then the door.

”are you ok?” Asked it was so quiet that Lucy could hardly hear.

“Emm yes I’m ok sorry am I in your way” she asked the person beside her.

They just nodded,

“Are you looking for anyone” they asked once again their {e/c} eyes looking at the ground as they opens the gate to 35 Portland Row.

“I’m here for the interview I’m Lucy by the way” she put her hand for the person to shake it but was shocked when they pulled the door in her face.

“I know good luck”they smiled as a taller boy with glasses peer from over the persons head,

You sighed walking up to your room not even bothering to say hi to george or Anthony,

The old wooden door creaked as you opened it books everywhere and papers scattered into every corner of your room.

To anyone it was well a mess.

~time skip~

“And this is {y/n}’s room”george said as he took Lucy on her tour.

“{y/n}” she asked confused

“The emo looking one from the door”he laughed a little

“There not emo just quite and are they back I didn’t hear them come in”Lockwood said leaning on the door undoing his tie.

“Yeah they came back at the same time Lucy showed up”george said for fixing his glasses.

“Hmm {y/n} you alive” george shouted opening the door a little to see you stitting at the small deck in your room with your hood up reading over something”

“One thing to know about them is they don’t like people”Lockwood laughed.

“That’s not true and you know it”george laughed.

Taking your attention you turned your head to the door

“Do you need something if it’s the thing lookwood asked for it’s in his room?”

It was the first time Lucy saw what you really looked like you were around the same height as her with {h/l} hair you had a few piercing on your ears and one in your nose and bags under your eyes.

She thought you looked a little like a raccoon at the moment in time.

“Thank you love have you eaten yet?” Lockwood asked he knew the awncer but wanted you to say it yourself.

“Na I’m good thanks though you should get Lucy something I don’t think she has eaten much in the past few days” lucys eye widens she didint remember telling you where she had come from.

“Why don’t you take Lucy to her room”Lockwood said his eyes trailed on your frame.

george nodded understanding what he ment and lead Lucy away.

Lockwood closed the door behind him as her draped his arms over your shoulders.

“Come on love you need to look after yourself” his voice muffled by your neck.

“I will once I’m done with this promise”you said kissing Lockwoods forehead.

He sighed knowing what that ment,

Removing his arms for your upper body he took seat on your bed as he watched you work smiling as he rember the first time the both of you had met.

~~~~ 2 years ago~~~~

Lockwood sighed as he made himself a fresh cup of tea as he waited for the next person.

From the living room window he saw two people one was an older man and the other was someone who looked to be around his age.

Lockwood watched as the man opened his gate dragging the other percond into his frount garden. Placing his cup down as he waited for the door bell to rings.

“Hi there are you mr Lockwood?”the man asked “yes I am sir can I help you with something?”he questions looking at the teen that was also there who in his head looked as if they wanted to be anywhere other than in his garden.

“Yes we saw your add in the paper and are here for an interview I phone a few days ago I’m Mr {L/n}” the man said Anthony nodded his head rembering the phone call he got a few days prior.

“Well please do come in would any of you like tea?” He asked closeting the door behind them as he showed the two into the living room.

“No thank you” mr {L/n} Said looking to what Lockwood thought was his child as they shook there head.

“Ok then well why don’t you take a seat and we’ll get started then shall we”he smiled and you watched his almost as if you were reading his head.

“Now that can I ask for your name?” Lockwood said taking his seat in frount of you.

“{y/n}” it was a quiet response.

“It’s nice to meet you if you don’t mind could you tell me your talents”

“Sight,hearing and touch” you muttered

Lockwood eyes widened little he had never met someone who had more that two gifts before.

He shock his head as he picked up a watch”could you tell me what you fell with this?” He asked giving it to you.

He could fell how soft your hands were as your finger tips brushed together.

“There’s a happy fell to it there’s gunshots but there not in a violent way this was your uncles watch” you said giving it back to him.

His eyes widened once more”how I how did you know it was my uncles?” He questioned

*they keep getting more and more interesting * he though to him self.

“Just felt like it was someone you were closed to” you shrugged like it was normal.

For the rest of the interview you had him talked but it was mainly him and your dad as he later found out.

“If I’m being honest I’d been honerd to have you here but I understand if you have other offers”. He really wished you didn’t.

“I’d be happy to work for you mr Lockwood”you smiled it was the first time he had seen you smiled and he wanted to see it agein.

You had decided to move in with Lockwood taking one of the many spare room in the house.

It took about two weeks before you started to get into a rotean with him.

Lockwood know you were a quite percond and so he didn’t mind when the two of you would read together in the living room.

In the first few months you would read on different seats you taking the arm chair and Lockwood taking the couch but over time the two of you found yourself a moving closer and closer together until each time the two of you would read together you would sit beside each other laughing about things in your books talking about anything and everything that came to mind.

It was around this time that the physical stuff started to happen.

Each morning Lockwood would be making something such as tea in the kitchen and you would quietly hug his from behind those were his favourite type of hugs from you.

He would turn to face you and kiss your forehead as a way of good morning.

This connection for a year until george joined.

Like with Lockwood it took some time for you to get used to him but he never seamed to mind.

He always wondered what was going on between you and Lockwood. Always denying that the two of you were dating and that you were really close.

~~~back to the present time~~~

“I’m done now ant”you said siting down beside him on your bed your head agents is side and his arm finding its self at home around your shoulders.

“Will you stay with me?”you asked knowing he would most likely say yes but you just wanted him to say it.

The two of you moved like clockwork as you got ready for bed,moving from your room to Anthony’s due to it being a little bigger.

You sighed as you moved closer Lockwood arms coming around to hold you,your head on his bare chest as you took in his body warmth.

“Night love”

“Night ant” you muttered into his neck as the two of you drifted off into sleep.

#lockwood netflix #lockwood and co #anthony lockwood #Anthony x reader #anthony lockwood x reader #anthony lockwood x you #fanfic #x reader

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bringthekaos · 4 months

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Very important question: do you have any Jayvik playlists or songs that you think resonate pure Jayvik angst or longing? I need them for science

Ooooo yes very important question indeed!!

Allow me to share my JayVik playlist here as well (I previously had it buried in the notes of Pulse of the Machine 🤦)

But specifically the angsty/longing ones in this list that I play over and over when I want the music to hurt me… (don’t judge my taste, I’m a recovering 00s emo kid ok?)

Drown by Boy In Space. Extremely Viktor coded.

Just Pretend by Bad Omens. Good one for Jayce’s habit of “hide the pain behind that pretty smile.”

Hurts Sometimes by SLANDER. Works from either of their perspectives, post divorce.

Legacy by Said The Sky. Honestly I’m not convinced this wasn’t written about them. I tried to love you endlessly, give you everything. We went recklessly down in history. How did enemies come from chemistry? At least you and me left a legacy. Like helloo???

Emotion Sickness by Said The Sky (they make a lot of JayVik compatible songs ok). This one is so perfect for a Viktor who’s longing for Jayce, but is sick of it—hates the emotions but is addicted to them. Oof, it just hurts so good.

Ghost by Justin Bieber (don’t judge, it’s literally so perfect for Divorce Era, and I am unapologetic about this). Like: youngblood thinks there's always tomorrow. I miss your touch on nights when I'm hollow, I know you crossed a bridge that I can't follow (literally crossed the Piltover Bridge when he was banished???). Since the love that you left is all that I get, I want you to know that if I can't be close to you, I'll settle for the ghost of you. Bruh.

There’s some other good ones in the playlist too. But if anyone else has a playlist or song recs for JayVik, plz share in RBs, tags, comments, whatever!

#arcane #jayvik #jayce talis #arcane viktor #machine herald viktor #JayVik divorce era #blorbo playlist #JayVik playlist #asks #ace answers

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moldingtundra · 1 month

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why sk8rclown (pilby x infected) is OTP 💥💥

Sooo you read the title, so you know what this post is gonna be about!

P.S this is MY personal opinion and if you ship anything else that’s fine! But for the 0.5 percent of ppl who are here for the rare pair I present to you the ultimate explanation on why this ship works so so well

without further ado let’s discuss why the non-bi pan cattipillar and the emo chic dude form the 2010’s would totally kiss!

Ok first of all; what is their dynamic and why does it work so well?

well that actually depends on how you see them, but in general, I think their base dynamic is the scared and soft introvert x outgoing extrovert, as clearly seen by their dialogue and personality documented in the wiki, it’s clear that this dynamic seems to fit best.

It even shows in their limited interactions with one another, yes, I know there’s only technically 3 interactions so far (subject to change in the future) BUT even then you can clearly see the chemistry that bounces off.

This and the other dynamic being old fashioned x high tech of some sorts, example:

Infected: "I c4nT wA1t tO r41Se My Fi5HinG Stat5!! B)"

"Golly.. fishing.. stat?

"That sounds confusing.."

Infected: "Th4t5 My aw3sOM3 Vid30 g4mE!!"

Infected: "I'm TrY1nG to G3t a G0lD3n TenCH!!"

"All those video games and whatnot has got me so confused.."

On top of that, their mindset is actually quite parallel with each other; infected is stuck in the 2010’s, while Pilby is stuck in their old fashioned ways (idk what time era though help)

plus, infected seems like the type of guy to really have a deep care for the ones he loves, with words of affirmation and physical presents and whatnot, and pilby, being a guy with little self esteem and belittles themselves, while also showing comfort in reassuring words, would definitely either get flustered at infecteds compliments or crash like a windows explorers page and go💥💥💥 /hj plus, I’d like to think that he’d get pilby flowers (despite his allergy) just to please them and see them smile super brightly (although pilby would immediately stare in horror at infecteds puffed up face (allergies ammiright)/jjjj

And then there’s my interpretations, obviously this ain’t gonna apply for everyone but I personally believe that infected is the type to show the most affection and also be the caring type while pilby is the two stud tall guy who is a nervous wreck and shrivels at the mention of going out to a party, LOL, ok but no seriously soft caring extrovert and scared little rat dynamic save me save me dynamic.

alright lh, that’s all I have for this section, onto the next!

I think the reason why pilby x infected always stuck out to me is just the thought of it, like wow! A 2010s emo chick and a clown! Sounds like something random but trust me, it works, think of it like the emo and bright pink chic dynamic, just with a few tweaks.

this and also my interpretations of the characters (Alr explained in the previous section) it’s just such a unique take, and I’m a fucking sucker for unique ship types.

heck even their designs actually compliment each other, pilby is soft and round, and infected is bright and bold.

Anyways, more ramblings uhm, I feel like infected, despite being the caring one, would also be reckless, often time getting into scuffs, which worries pilby and brings out his more firm and true side, like a wife having to deal with their husbands shenanigans. I feel like because of that pilby can take the opportunity to show their more truer side, the side that’s not always sad and sighing about their mama, the side that is happy for the little things in life and always takes the time to admire the surroundings, something that infected takes for granted sometimes due to their hyperactive and fast nature, and that alone, would teach infected to slow down as well, to take in the scenery around him sometimes, the warm sun, the falling leaves, the chirps of the birds, flying high into the clouds, setting off on an adventure, it’s the little things that count the most.

and in return, pilby would learn that not everything is all rainy clouds, that they sometimes does need a few push’s outside of their comfort zone to enjoy a few things. Maybe a little skating wouldn’t hurt (or will, depends if pilby falls when infected let’s them go) or saying hi to split every once in a while can actually lead to some funny conversations and thereafter, thoughtful moments to cherish for years to come possibly.

it’s an effect, they rub off each other, they stuck together and learned new things about and for their life, even if it’s little or silly, it’s worth everything to them, and it’s worth it because they have each other. When pilby is with infected, there’s nothing to worry, and when infected is with pilby, he can relax for once and actually chill, seeing the comfort of being simplistic.

And I think that’s fucking beautiful, I think that’s what struck me hard for this ship, it’s so loving and touching ai feel like I could cry just writing this. It’s truly the deep realizations that make these types of silly posts worth writing.

anyways im Uhhhhh getting TOO autistic here.and I have limited time, BUT THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK ON WHY SK8RCLOWN IS MY OTP AND MAYBE WHY U SHOULD SHIP THEM IDK I JUST REALLY WANTED TO RAMBLE ABOUT THE YAOI DUO. Anyways uhhh bye ^_^

#regretevator roblox #regretevator #pilby #infected #pilby x infected #sk8trclown #gay #wiritng #im insane #help me #infected regretevator #pilby regretevator

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Trafalgar law with a shy s/o (fem body if possible) that ate the time time fruit ( yes I made that up 😌) so basically they can do everything that ultear from fairy tail can do but they don’t age like she did they just get burned when they rewinding too much time that they can handle and law just taking care of them and telling them to be more careful and maybe a shy confession with an embarrassed s/o（≧∇≦）

a/n - sorry this took me so long! I appreciate the patience :) awwww law with a shy s/o is everything. I haven’t watched fairy tale so I don’t know Ultear, but I tried my best :’) I hope some hcs are ok with you 💜\(//∇//)\

Warnings ⚠️ - fem reader

Law x shy s/o

- Law didn’t really know how to react, he’s honestly kind of shy himself

- your abilities were quite interesting to him!

- So much so that he’d want to hear you talk about your abilities!

- I mean- this is when he realized you’re very shy

- you looked so uncomfortable so he thought he was being too scary-

- He tried smiling more often for you, but it kinda looked more scary since law never smiled before 💀

- he’s trying his best, anything for you 😭

- he’s always worrying about you, ESPECIALLY during battles, he never wants to see you get hurt

- When you get burnt out from exhausting your devil fruit abilities, he’s always the first to come to your rescue!

- he kind of looks like a knight in shining armor when he’s carrying you in his arms lmao

- if you’re sick? He’s there

- not feeling well? He’ll be there in literally the blink of an eye (no. Like- literally in the blink of an eye)

- Man just feels a bit better when he’s taking care of you 🥺

- He doesn’t mind that you’re shy! He just wants you to be happy with him :)

- he’s polite and asks if he’s ever making you feel uncomfortable

- no. you’re not safe from his lectures

- even before you two were together, he still lectured you about being more careful

- his confession was the most awkward confession ever good god 💀

- “Y/n?.. Uh- I like you. But you don’t have to like me back- it’s fine.”

- *you have stopped working*

- you didn’t respond for a couple seconds and he started to become even more embarrassed

- y/n you’re going to kill this man

- after you reciprocated his feelings, his world just lightened up

- but he literally thought you were a tomato because of just how hard you were blushing 💀

- your heart rate was way to high so he had to try and calm you down a bit 😭

- he loves your shyness! He thinks it’s adorable (law canonically has a soft spot for cute things like you 🥺)

- he’s all tough towards his crew, but then when you two are alone he’s literally like a big emo teddy bear :)

- He’s always super tired so he sometimes falls asleep on your chest or shoulder

- your chest is literally so comfy for him to sleep on, your heartbeat really soothes him :D

- at first you were kind of embarrassed and nervous about it, so your heart was beating really fast

- it made him more stressed and worried 💀

- “y/n- I can use a pillow if this makes you worried..”

- “no! It’s fine! It’s ok!”

- you fucking slammed his head back onto your chest, and you made him so flustered because his face was in your boobs (I swear I’m crying 💀)

- pls this man loves you too much 🥺

a/n - I really appreciate all of your guys’ request and your patience :)

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece hcs #anime hcs #trafalgar d water law #law x reader #law one piece #law x you #law x y/n #law op #law headcanons #law fluff

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goblinratman101 · 1 year

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i am back and ready to flood ur inbox with requests😈

for starters, how do you think some of the haikyuu boys would confess to their crush? specifically kuroo, asahi, bokuto, and iwaizumi, would it be an accident or planned?

love u my beloved moot (^з^)♥︎

Haikyuu Confession Headcanons

| Characters: Kuroo, Asahi, Bokuto, Iwaizumi|

| Warnings: None |

| Genre: Fluff |

| I got you Udon |

| Sorry if some of them are short I’m just getting to know how to write for the characters, sorry if it’s bad and the boys are ooc |

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Kuroo

ok so Kuroo is a flirt

but he is also pretty clueless when it comes to actually confessing

and if you take away all his flirting and cockiness he's just a big ol nerd

he would first try and be your friend once he realised he had a crush on you

and falls even harder for you while helping you with your Chem homework

if you ever hang out with the volleyball club Kuroo would try to act as natural as possible

he does not need everyone Yaku teasing him

he probably wouldn’t confess unless he knew 100% you liked him back

he didn’t want to get his heart hurt :(

he would probably confess with a chemistry pun smh

‘Are you made of copper? Because I can Cu in a relationship with me’

this is so cringe I had to look up chemistry pick up lines😫

even though he’s a lil dumb you still said yes

unfortunately for you your stuck with him for the rest of your life

thoughts and prayers 😔

but hey at least you get Kenma as a buddy out of your relationship so that’s a plus

as well as a life supply of chemistry puns and pick up lines

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Asahi

Jesus Asahi our favourite nervous baby

he saw you and instantly fell in love

but then he remembered he is a nervous wreck

he blushes at the littlest of things

if you accidentally bump into each other or you give him a smile instant blush

if you even stand near him he is a blushing nervous boy

you two are probably in the same class and are seatmates

you would probably have to initiate conversations but it is worth the effort

Asahi would probably tell The boys accidently and then they would do the best thing in this situation

they teased him as well as pressured him into confessing to you of course

Asahi would definitely confess accidentally

he would be yelling about how he could never confess to someone as pretty as you

that was until you heard him and asked if he meant it

he then stuttered out a yes as he tried not to faint from embarrassment

after you said yes boy was so overjoyed and happy

he was smiling all day and didn’t get discouraged at all during practice

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Bokuto

you probably were Akaashis friend/classmate

you were going to the volleyball club to give Akashi something he forgot in the classroom

Bokuto was in his emo mode as the team were now dealing with him while Akaashi walked up to you

but unfortunately for you Bokuto had seen you

to everyone’s shock Bokuto became quite and was just staring at you

that was until Bokuto regained his composure and ran up to you two

‘Akaashi! Who is this? Are they a friend of yours?’

after Akaashi explained you gave the owl boy a big smile and a wave goodbye leaving the boy quite as he stared at you

‘Hey Akaashi . . . I think I’m in love’

from now on Bokuto will try and be around you as much as possible

he is always happy around you and rarely goes into emo mode only when you have to leave

I’m pretty sure Bokuto would have no idea he had a crush on you

unless Akaashi or someone else points it out you would probably have to confess instead

once someone told you he would immediately find you and confess right then and there

doesn’t matter if you were taking a test or eating he is going to tell you as soon as he sees you

Akaashi is so thankful if you go to their games since Bokuto almost never goes into emo mode and always wants to show off in front of you

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Iwaizumi

lil baby doesn’t know how to process emotions

he was probably yelling at Oikawa then saw you and froze up

you just looked so pretty

poor boy thought you looked so cute

but he was pretty guarded since other people he liked would always go for Oikawa instead of him

for him to really fall for you, you gotta be a non Oikawa fan

if you ignored any advances from Oikawa you are the person of his dreams

he is literally ready to pull out a ring for your hand in marriage

man if only😩

he would probably have no idea on how to act around you

he’ll be all nervous and barely get a sentence out without stuttering

if Oikawa ever found out he would try and be match maker I swear

after a while Iwaizumi would slowly warm up to you and become much more comfortable enough to make a coherent sentence around you

Iwaizumi would probably not confess either being too nervous or just not wanting to make it awkward between you two

Oikawa would have to tease encourage Iwaizumi to confess saying stuff like ‘Someone else could get to you first’ or ‘It won’t be the end of the world if they reject you’ Iwa was about ready to spike a volleyball to his head

when he does confess to you it would probably be when he either walks you home or when you two would go out for lunch somewhere quiet with not a lot of people

when you say yes he’ll probably be so happy that he hugged you and lifted you up while spinning you around

boy was so sure you would reject him smh

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#asahi azumane #iwaizumi hajime #bokuto kotaro #kuroo tetsuro #x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons

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the-last-f2p · 1 year

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Yandere promt day 9

Featuring:Dark era Dazai + Chuuya as a normal nice friend!

9. “I’m doing you a favor. You’re just too irrational to see that, right now.”

Tw: Swearing, Murder, Bewarwe of Yan Dazai!

Y/N is like a magician/very competive cus of their ability, also heads up you scare loads of people.

"Hey (nickname) have you heard about this dude who completly iradicated a gifted orginazition by himself? Sound cool right!" One of your friends told you this one really liked weird stuff like the thing they just told you about to a degree that it could've happened 5 seconds ago and they would already be on their way to tell you about it. It was weird..

"COOL!" But so were you. You had a few friends who were in the mafia as well you don't know exactly how you met but hey they were fun to hang out with.

1 day later

"Chuuya!" You crept up behind the short ginger .

"SHIT ITS A DEMON!" Your short-tempered friend screamed before you recived a kick to your stomach . good you fooled him.

"Ehe~ Y/N: 187 Chuuya : 0!" You told him trying to flex your beutiful ability 'Things Not Seen' which allowed you to turn invisible until you came into contact with an inanimite object usually being you're phone if you want to be visible.

"Next oppenent.... Osamu Dazai!" You said turning invisible leaving Chuuya to wallow in his loss while you go find Dazai! You're just so nice aren't you!

It had been a minute and there he is Osamu Dazai the Port Mafia's resident Suicdal Emo! You slowy crept up behind the bandaged boy before...

"Y/N I know you're there by the way." Dazai says then throwing a rock on your feet.

"You found me! That should be your 153rd win Dazai!" You say wrapping your arms around the Mafia executive.

"Ehe~ Yes I'm just great aren't I!"

1 week later

"Y/N did you hear that a bunch of highschoolers have been going missing even (random name) has gone missing! Didn't he confess to you?" Your friend told you again another weird thing that was releated to crime.

"Yeah its creepy right? So did Tsukasa... I'm getting kind of worried." You say completely honestly the crimes your friend told you these past few days have been getting closer and closer intertwined with you.

"I've been looking into it and I have a feeling the mafia has been ivolved as they are all killed Port Mafia style ya know?" Your friend was theorizing who the killer could be. At this point join the ADA (friend name). But after your friend said Mafia you started to think two things.

Chuuya

Dazai

So for the first time in ages you excused yourself from your conversation with your friend saying that you might have uncovered some valuble info to confirm if the Port Mafia was involved and you would call them later.

1 hour later

"Chuuya." You called the fancy hat boy over to you this was probably the first time you didn't sneek up on him so he new it was seirous.

"Are you ok Y/N why aren't you trying to sacrifice me to the Prank Kami?!" Chuuya said panicing but completly seirous you would've probably laughed so hard even rembering that but Chuuya saying it that seirous you would've probably died but there is more pressing matters!

"Do you know anything about this chain of murders my friend says that they might involve the Port Mafia so I though to ask you and Dazai." You tell him half-praying that he wouldn't be like Oh thats me!

"Oh- I think... um- Dont tell Dazai bout this K?" You nodded Chuuya then looked around for the Bandage Squwandering Machine. Nowhere.

"I'm pretty sure Dazai is involved he told me if you askes say nothing but I couldn't I'm sorry if I got you in trouble or anything Y/N-" "No I'm sorry if I caused you any problems Chuuya... I'm gonna see Dazai now wish me luck! K?" You gave Chuuya a hug and then...

Abilty: 'Things Not Seen'

Blue rings surronded you before you turned invisble and then ran off looking for Dazai....

You took light footsteps as you thought you neared towards Dazai... You turned the corner. And what you saw...

It was Osamu Dazai standing over your friends bloody body who was cowering in the background traumatized they looked like they has only been beaten until they bled maybe someone could save them? Like you ! Maybe if you snuck up on Dazai he would lower his guard letting your friend escape! It was worth a shot .

You took even lighter footsteps till you were in arms reach till. He took out a gun... Nonnonononononononononno. Your friend couldn't die right? So you bolted to Dazai touching your phone and making yourself visible.

"No!" You shouted tears in your eyes as you mangaed to get hold of the gun that Dazai had after a minute of struggling. You ran over to your friend asking if they were ok almost forgetting about Dazai.

"Ehehe~ I think that your first win Y/N but you really think I didn't plan that far?" Dazai chuckled you looked at him scared tears threatining to fall out your eyes. " I thought you new me better how sad." Dazai then took another gun shooting your friend.

"(Friend name) no !" You looked at them and then their bullet wound.

"Y/N if I die run don't think back K?" Dazai then shot another bullet into your friend you were now crying pretty loudly.

"I think its your time to run? Hey look at me Y/N... Imagine this Person gets shot multiple times by Mafiosa Osamu Dazai found dead at 13:30 by Y/N L/N. That would be cool..." Your friend said their lasts words before getting shot another time. And another. 5. 6. 7 . 8 .9 . 10.

"DAZAI STOP THEY'RE DEAD!" You pushed Dazai into a wall.

"Yay ! Osamu wins !" Dazai smiles

"Y-You monster!"

"Calm down Y/N"

“I’m doing you a favor. You’re just too irrational to see that, right now.”

He then knocked you out...

"Next oppenent Nakahara Chuuya!"

A/N: Sorry I'm behind schedule but I've been quite busy these days! Next one should be 10. “You’re lucky I’m so nice. Anyone else would’ve done something horrible, by now.”or Unkown?

-Sybilliya

#Dazai #chuuya #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #nakahara chuuya #chuuya nakahara #yandere dazai #yandere osamu dazai #yandere dazai osamu #yandere promts #yandere #bsd #bungou stray dogs #dazai x reader

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bozoswozo · 2 months

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~I present to you…My favourite characters from my favourite animes :P~

because I am bored 😬

Gon Freecs

he’s such a ray of sunshine,

he’s always been my all time favourite character in HxH.

I love his energy and positive attitude.

He’s so :3 and he makes me happy.

He’s so ambitious

His physical appearance is also so cute

He just gives hope idk

I don’t know why I love him so much he’s just Gon

But Gon is always loved by everyone so…

L. Lawliet

he’s so smart and that makes me :3

He’s so cute

and hot, sue me

I love his sarcastic humour

he’s so :] and Iove it

he’s such a silly billy

He’s so overdramatic

drama queen

“I hear the bells” alright gang ‼️💪🏻

But I still love him so much

Killua Zoldyck

I never really cared about him

I rewatched HxH and got attached

his admiration towards Gon is adorable

so is his love for him

but his life is so sad

Like yes ur worthy of friends bro 😭

He’s so cool too, amazing style

saddest character in the anime frl

BUT HES SO COOL! HIS NEN HIS HAIR EVERYTHING

nonchalent king

Mob/ Kageyama

Come on he’s everything that is considered a green flag

He’s so cutie patootie

but he’s also pretty angsty😬

I love that he goes through stuff people can actually relate to

he’s so innocent

another ray of sunshine

I love his shy side

Everyone who encounters him ends up changing for the better

#shigeokageyamaforpresident

he’s just mob, no need to explain further

Mello

Hottest character in Death Note FIGHT ME

HES SO HOT

HIS STYLE OMG

HIS SCAR !!!

HIS HAIR

Bro everything about him is amazing

Iive laugh love Mello

I NEED THAT MAN

He can kidnap me in his truck

Bro even the shinigami admitted he was scary

ISNT THAT SO COOL

and the fact that he’s emotional makes it even better

Best Death Note character???? (can’t decide)

Near

I used to dislike him

But I’ve matured now and I LOVE HIM

one of the best characters

it truly plays between him L and Mello

he’s so cute and goofy

Sometimes I forget he’s an adult :/

But he just seems fun to be around

yeah I said fun

He’d probably shrug every now and then

idk

he made me proud bro, made me feel like a mother watching her son

AGAIN, HE’S AN ADULT😭I TEND TO FORGET THAT

And I’m a minor

ANYWAY HE’S SO COOL

Ray

bro everything about him is so sad

Blud needs intensive therapy 🔥🔥

But he’s just so…cool

Like I love characters like that

I either love joyful and sunshine characters or I love little angsty guys

He’s so cute too

I chose a pic from the anime (though the manga is 100x better) bc he looks a bit too much like a mischievous elf in the manga💀

He’s a smarty pants

I love sarcastic characters

He’s just so yeah bro

he loves his siblings so much

And I love him so much

Kinda spooked me out tho in the traitor scene and in the fire scene

like ok emo boy get it i guess!

He’s nonetheless an amazing character

100% would recommend

That’s it :P.

Warning: I know a lot of the characters are minors but keep in mind that I AM TOO! And I’m near their age, to not say it specifically…Plus all of the minors, I like NOT bc of any attraction shit but just bc they’re cool and hilly billys.

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